Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

"..."

Diao Zhuo suddenly stopped sobbing, opened his eyes wide, and looked like he didn't hear clearly.

"The deity is going to get married."

Immortal Lord Changsheng gently broke away Diaozhuo's hand holding his cuff, stood up, and repeated.

A drop of tear slipped from the corner of the clumsy left eye, silently.

"The other party's name is Gongyang Wunv. She is a noble lady with noble status."

The clumsy tears stopped suddenly, his heart seemed to be cut by someone, and even his fingers throbbed.

This feeling is far more tormenting than the burning pain in the abdomen.

Diao Zhuo forced a smile, and said, "Then... that's really congratulations, sir."

"Thank you."

The Clumsy Immortal Monarch who was trembling from crying just now seemed to have completely forgotten the sadness just now. He slowly stood up from the ground and looked deeply at the Immortal Lord Changsheng in front of him.

This immortal lord looks like a good girl, and is more feminine than heroic.

With such a feminine appearance, people always forget what a powerful man he is.

Diao Zhuo lowered his head.

whispered:

"...It's a pity that I was punished to face the wall in Zuowang Peak for 3000 years, so I'm afraid I won't be able to attend the grand ceremony. I, I don't have any congratulatory gifts that I can give...My lord, if you don't dislike it, I will use this as a gift for you and your lady." It's the ceremony of the wedding ceremony."

After finishing speaking, Diao Zhuo took out a round grass ball from his sleeve.

Spread your palms and face Chang Sheng.

Taking a closer look, it is not difficult to find that this grass ball is a common keepsake for ordinary people in Zhengwuzhou when they get married - "Thousand Won and Thousand Knot Grass".

This Qianyuan Thousand Knot Grass symbolizes single-mindedness and perfection. It is not precious, but the production process is complicated and cumbersome. It needs to use thousands of cypress leaves, which are intertwined and woven. They cannot be broken or overlapped. The leaves are woven into a round shape.

Many ingenious embroiderers can't complete it.

Once the weaving is successful, the girl to be married will bring the thousand-won thousand-knot grass made by herself with her, and bridal candles with her beloved.

At this time, the thousand-won thousand-knot grass Diaozhuo took out was woven from the leaves of the ten thousand-year-old cypress on the Zuowang Peak. The mind is moving.

When he weaved thousands of won and thousands of knots of grass, he certainly never thought that one day he would personally give him to his rival as a grand gift from his lover.

But, but.

Diao Zhuo has only pursued that grand ceremony in his whole life.

Now that lord hates him to the core, there is no way Diao Zhuo himself will appear in the grand ceremony.But as long as I can have my own things and show up at his wedding ceremony, it will be fine.

If the daughter of the luckiest nobleman in Zhengwuzhou can stand beside that person with the thousand-won thousand-knot grass that she clumsily wove by herself.Even if he died immediately, it would not be too regrettable.

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng looked down at the thousand-won thousand-knotted grass in the clumsy palm, and a trace of violent anger suddenly flashed in his eyes.

After holding back for a while, he smiled and took the thousand-won thousand-knot grass, looked it up in his palm, and said, "Really? It's a pity, Immortal Lord Diao Zhuo, I don't, want, want, anything from you at all."

The clumsy face suddenly changed.

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng tilted his palm, and the thousand-won thousand-knotted grass fell to the ground with a sound, and was crushed by Chang Sheng's foot.

"..."

Diao Zhuo opened his eyes wide and gritted his teeth.

He paused, looked at Chang Sheng's back, and shouted:

"grown ups!"

"..."

"Your life is smooth and perfect."

"..."

"Your only stain is me."

Diao Zhuo smiled slightly. For many people, these words that would make them feel painful were spoken out of Diao Zhuo's mouth without any hesitation.

"I don't know what to do to get you rid of this stain. As your Taoist companion, Lord Gongyangwu, I definitely don't want a lowly monk who once made your furnace to live in the world. My lord, I would like to serve you Everything about me...!"

Fluorescence flashed suddenly on Tiaozhuo's body, and even through his clothes, he could clearly see the traces of the fluorescence.

"I can die and do anything you want me to do. These..."

Tiaozhuo calmly touched the place where the fluorescent light flashed with his hand, and said in his mouth: "This is the place where you have touched your body when you had sex with me three times. If Mrs. Gongyangwu doesn't want to kill people, I can cut off all the flesh and blood ..."

Immortal Lord Changsheng couldn't bear it any longer, he slapped him with his palm and knocked Tiaozhuo who was talking to the ground.

"You... are simply ridiculous!"

The extremely absurd Changsheng Immortal Lord finally used this word on others.

Immortal Lord Chang Sheng gave Tiaozhuo a look, turned around like a kite, and jumped off Siwang Peak.

Lixuan, who was standing aside with tears streaming down his face, hurried forward and helped Immortal Diaozhuo to his feet.

I thought in my heart, Immortal Diaozhuo deserves to be a person who came out of Xianghe Peak, his behavior is calm and cold, and he speaks words like cutting meat as calmly as if he is talking about eating, he is really a ruthless person.

He has been cultivating immortals for thousands of years and has been by the side of Immortal Lord Changsheng day and night.

It's only three times, which is really pitiful.

"Immortal Diaozhuo... There are thousands of monks in the world, and there is always someone more suitable for you,"

Li Xuan said: "Why did you hang yourself on a tree?"

Diao Zhuo shook his head, and said softly in a sigh-like voice:

"...Only him."

"...I only have him."

Diao Zhuo looked up at the sky.

The sky is so vast.

He couldn't help thinking back to that day.

The day they met.

"There was a severe drought in Chazhou. Many people died. It stinks. Take them away quickly."

As a child, he was clumsy lying on a cart, unable to move because of hunger.

Around him were flying flies, coagulated blood clots, and someone's severed limbs.

This cart is used to transport the corpses out of the city to prevent the corpses from decomposing and causing the plague.

Diao Zhuo was crushed under the corpse, trying his best to raise his arms to show that he is not dead, he is not a corpse.

However, the water and rice hadn't been eaten for many days, and Diao Zhuo stepped half of his foot into the coffin, and he almost lost the strength to open his eyes.

Just die like this, anyway, his parents have starved to death, and his brothers and sisters have disappeared.

There is no one in this world who loves him, no one wants him to live.

Tiaozhuo closed his eyes heavily.

The scorching sun was blocked by the figure, a tall and thin young man stood in front of the pile of dead people, his eyes were narrowed when he smiled, his mouth was so thin and long that the corners of his mouth could almost touch his ears, making his smile even more exaggerated.

The young man was dressed in clean and gorgeous clothes, and someone said: "Young master! Stay away from these corpses, carefully stain your clothes."

The young man responded, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and tightly grasped the clumsy wrist like a dead branch.

The young man lifted Diao Zhuo from the pile of dead people, and the pieces of the corpse fell down with a rustle.

He looked up and down, and said with a smile: "Isn't there a living person here?... My name is Chang Sheng, what's your name?"

The glare of the sun made Diaozhuo unable to open his eyes. He squinted and looked forward carefully.

Chang Sheng's face was deeply imprinted on his heart.

Diao Zhuo opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

"Do you have a place to live?"

"..."

"Master! Master! Let's take him home? It's so interesting that this person is lying in the pile of corpses!"

……

Optimus Pillar, nine tunes and eight passes.

Shanci Sanren concentrated on his lectures, when he suddenly saw a vague figure not far away, gradually approaching.

The disciple turned around and snorted when he recognized that the man was picked up by Senior Brother Chang Sheng.

Turning his head and whispering to Chang Sheng: "Brother, isn't that person...?"

Chang Sheng turned his head and saw that Diao Zhuo was in rags and his clothes were not covering his body.

Thinking for a while, "Ah..." let out.

Chang Sheng asked, "Is he cured, can he walk now?"

"I was able to walk a few days ago, and I didn't thank you. I didn't want to worship Master Shanci as my teacher. I left alone. What a weird person."

Just as Chang Sheng was about to speak, the back of his head hurt. It turned out that Shanci Sanren hit the back of the head with a wooden stick.

"In a few days, the opening ceremony will be held, do you still have the heart to laugh here?"

Shanci Sanren glared at his disciple: "Daily fooling around with Changsheng, I only learned his mischievous skills. When will you start showing off in other places like your senior brother?"

The disciple hugged the back of his head and protested: "Master, you are so partial, why are you only scolding me!"

"Dare to talk back?"

"..."

Chang Sheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, looking at the path Diao Zhuo left on from the corner of his eye, and took a long time to look away.

evening.

"You really are here."

Chang Sheng stood by the river, looking down at Tiaozhuo who was washing clothes by the river.

Tiaozhuo only had one piece of clothing, so at this time he was only wearing a pair of shorts, with his upper body and legs exposed, squatting by the river, scrubbing vigorously.

Hearing someone speak, Diao Zhuo trembled all over his body, and exerted force with his hands, only to hear a "stab" sound, and Diao Zhuo tore the shabby clothes in half.

Tiaozhuo stared blankly at the clothes in his hands, looking at a loss.

Chang Sheng laughed, bent over to take off his shoes, sat beside Diao Zhuo, and touched the clear water in the river with his toes.

He looks like a man and a woman, with a feminine temperament and white and tender toes. He looks like a child raised by a wealthy family, and he probably hasn't suffered even the slightest bit of pain.

Diao Zhuo wrung out the torn clothes, covered his chest, and said for a long while:

"...Thank you for saving my life. No matter what kind of reward you want, as long as I can do it, I will do it for you."

"It's nothing. Hey, why don't you want to worship Sanren as your teacher? This woman has a very good heart."

"..."

Diao Zhuo lowered his head and said softly, "...I am an ominous person."

Chang Sheng laughed out loud: "What do you mean?"

"Anyway, I can't get close to you. If you're with me...I'll kill you."

"Strange, strange. Don't you know that if you follow Shanci Sanren, you will have the opportunity to cultivate immortals and attain the Tao? Even if you don't have the aptitude for cultivation, it can make you live more comfortably. Compared with your own comfortable life, it hurts me. What kind of?"

"You...you saved me, you are my savior. I can't do this."

Chang Sheng turned around and kicked Tiaozhuo lightly on the shoulder.

"Is my fate not as strong as yours? Brat who brags, you know, on the day I was born, the sky was full of red clouds and dragons were coiled on the pillars. The fortune teller said that I was a star in the sky. A person has the air of a son of heaven. If he is a god, he can be the master of the world. If you harm others, it’s fine. If you want to harm me, it depends on whether you are qualified or not.”

Tiaozhuo sat back on the ground, and the old clothes fell on the ground, but he didn't reach out to pick them up.

He is a star in the sky.

Over the past hundred years, I have experienced the past and know nothing about it, but these few words have never been forgotten by Diao Zhuo.

"Senior Brother Chang Sheng, that brat Diao Zhuo is very strange, you should stay away from him."

"Hehehe, the weirder it is, the more interesting it is."

"Master said that she has calculated the fate of the two of you, and told you not to get close to him, otherwise it will affect your future in cultivation, brother."

"Hmph, I just want to get closer."

Behind the corner wall, Tiaozhuo listened to the conversation between the two, lowered his head and covered his mouth, worried that such strong joy would make him laugh out loud.

Since he was close.

Then I won't let go.

"I do not want……"

All kinds of past events flashed before Diao Zhuo's eyes like smoke and mist.

He doesn't want to let go.

But if this is Chang Sheng's wish, then as long as he says it, he will follow his orders regardless of everything.